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Chapter 663: The Key to Open Memory

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The thin black mist lingered like invisible tentacles on the surface of the body. The hanged ghost's head was roughly inserted into the spine, its body doubled in size, and all the wounds cut by Han Fei before were healed.

"Recovered so soon?"

Standing in front with a knife in hand, Han Fei stared at the hanged ghost moving in the corridor.

It was lying on the center of the corridor like a huge bug, its slender legs were like jerky, and its toes stood on tiptoe, supporting most of its body.

On either side of its ribs, two more skinny hands, with school uniform fragments hanging from their fingernails, held onto the handrail of the stairs and sealed the aisle.

"It looks scary. It turns out that there is something that will make people feel fear from the heart just by seeing it." Xiao Jia's legs were weak, and he instinctively wanted to run away, but he also knew that the corridor door was locked and he went down. It's a dead end.

"The jar on which the hanged ghost steps on is very important. I will fight for a chance for you in a while." Han Fei doesn't like to gamble with his life, but fate is often out of his control. In order to seize that chance, he must Going to try hard.

"Just the two of us?"

"And Xiaoyou's mother!" Before Han Fei could say more, the resentful monster had already charged, it was crawling on the handrail of the stairs, and its body almost hit Han Fei directly.

In order to prevent Xiao Jia and Xiao You from being hurt, Han Fei didn't dodge backwards, but rushed towards them.

A living person dares to draw a knife to the Specter, and the courage of this knife alone surpasses that of too many game participants.

"After the hanged ghost turned into a monster, he blocked the corridor and everyone couldn't leave. I had to introduce him into the next room so that Xiao Jia and the others could pass smoothly."

Suppressing the fear in his heart, Han Fei once again cut off the head of the hanged ghost with his knife. A normal person would surely die if he was attacked like this. .

Dodging and dodging, Han Fei found that he was very good at close-fitting hand-to-hand combat, and his reaction speed was astonishing.

"The corridor space is too narrow, it's definitely not enough to avoid it all the time, I want to attack!"

Holding his company tightly, Han Fei didn't have time to slash the second knife. He suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and then a strong sense of suffocation came. His neck seemed to be tied by something, and a force directly lifted him up.

Han Fei looked down, the head of the hanged ghost landed on the steps, the strange man opened his mouth, and a thin black mist spewed out of his mouth and connected with the broken neck of his neck, condensing into a black hemp rope, dead Death strangled Han Fei's neck.

Without further manipulation, Han Fei was already suspended by the black mist rope, and his feet left the ground.

From the hanged ghost's point of view, Han Fei's desperate struggle was like a fish biting a hook, and all resistance was futile.

His face turned purple, and Han Fei's neck was deformed by strangulation. He wanted to chop off the black mist on his neck, but his hands were caught by the hanged ghost, and the other party wanted to watch Han Fei hang alive.

At the critical moment, a sick cat jumped out of the backpack behind Xiao Jia and threw himself on the head of the hanged ghost. The nine black lines on its body temporarily blocked the black mist, but it also paid a great price.

The wound on the cat's body burst in an instant, and a large amount of black blood splattered from its small body.

"Han Fei!" It was only at this moment that Xiao Jia reacted. In a panic, he took out the mirror from his backpack, shouted Han Fei's name to strengthen himself, and held the mirror up to the hanged ghost.

The mirror with the birth date of the boy's corpse written on it is really useful to ordinary ghosts, but the effect of using it on resentment is not so obvious, it just contains part of the black fog.

Ugly Cat and Xiao Jia created opportunities for Han Fei. He seized the hanged ghost's distraction and rammed the hanged ghost's body with a knife.

A living person can't touch ghosts, but Han Fei seems to be an exception. When he wanted to push the hanged ghost into the room on the fourth floor, his hands seemed to be connected to the soul. At that moment, he felt that his hands not only touched When he arrived at the hanged ghost, he also felt the memory of the other party and his heart full of resentment.

The Hanged Ghost never thought that a living person could touch him. His sealed memory was pushed, and his soul body fell backwards with Han Fei at the door of a room on the fourth floor.

"Go to the seventh floor! You have to dig three feet to find that jar!"

"Okay!" Xiao Jia also knew that they couldn't completely kill the hanged ghost now, so he dragged Xiao You and ran upstairs at the fastest speed.

Han Fei also wanted to leave, but his arms were still held by the hanged ghost.

"The injustice has the debt and the owner! I can help you bring the enemy here!" Han Fei persuaded very seriously. His voice seemed to have some kind of special power, but that kind of power was of no use to the hanged ghost. After all, others The head is still outside the door.

With the sound of a cat meowing, Han Fei saw a very terrifying scene. The head of the hanged ghost shook off the blood-covered black cat. It seemed to be carried by a black thread, hanging in the air, wide open. Eyeballs full of whites!

"No! It doesn't seem to dare to come in!"

Han Fei didn't have any protection on his back, and the head could rush in and bite Han Fei's defenseless body, but the other party didn't do that.

"I bet it right, there are other ghosts in this room!"

Han Fei doesn't want to think about what will happen in the future, and he doesn't have the ability to think about it. He first needs to get rid of the current predicament.

The hanged ghost grabbed Han Fei, and Han Fei also dragged the other party with his own hands, as if he was about to die together.

When one person and one ghost tortured each other, strange changes appeared on the TV screen in the living room.

Black and white snowflakes flickered, and a wooden house appeared in the blurred TV screen. In the house, there was a lonely little girl in red, who was playing jigsaw puzzles with the body of a living person. She tried again and again to put people together. No matter what she did, she couldn't put the corpses together into a whole.

The bloody and terrifying picture was extremely shocking, and Han Fei's mind seemed to be stabbed by a needle, and a small loophole appeared in the shady secret of blocking memory.

"Human body puzzle?"

At the same time that Han Fei had this idea, the girl in red who was sitting in the pile of corpses seemed to sense something. She slowly turned her head and looked at the place where Han Fei was in the wooden house of the TV.

The fuzzy little girl got up from the pile of corpses. She was wearing clothes that were dripping blood and walked towards the TV screen step by step, as if she was about to walk out of the screen directly!

"That kid looks familiar!"

The noise on the TV became more and more harsh, and the little girl in red was walking faster and faster. The last time she was still in the wooden house, the next moment she was very close to the screen, and after another second, a picture of the girl was ferocious and crazy. His face was directly attached to the TV screen!

She stared at Han Fei with bloodshot and desperate eyes, as if she was about to eat Han Fei.